Gently tearing off a piece of fish and putting it in her mouth, the aroma of the marinade and the fish itself blended and bloomed in her mouth. But when she thought of the two statues, Chihaya Aine's mood became complicated again.
However, before she could continue to reach for her chopsticks, her mother's finishing blow suddenly landed on her smooth and delicate neck.
"Aine, you don't know yet? Naruse-kun isn't Japanese."
"He actually came to Tokyo to study abroad alone, just like Aine."
Detecting the key words, the girl's gray eyes trembled violently as if struck by an earthquake. After a few seconds, she stiffly turned her head to look at her mother, and finally, through her slightly parted cherry lips, a cry from the heart emanated—
"what?"
2. Flying Love Letter and the Heroine
When you mention Yingguo, what is the first thing that comes to mind?
If Chihaya Aine had been asked to answer a few months ago, the only answers she would have given would have been "British style outfits," "Big Ben," and "Red Guards wearing black fur hats," elements that often appear on TV and in magazines.
But if she were to answer the question now, the answer she would give would be completely different.
For example, "foreign restaurants dominating British food streets", "upper-class accents of old Londoners with Union Jacks", "weather forecasts battling wits and courage with the citizens"...
But what impressed her most was the loneliness left by those few short months.
The English level gained through cramming can only barely keep up with the learning progress, and it is simply a fantasy to expect to use it proficiently in daily interpersonal communication.
Apart from my roommates, I don’t even have many friends.
I want to contact my junior high school classmates, but I’m afraid they’ll find out about my current situation; I want to talk to my parents at home, but I’m afraid they’ll worry in vain.
In the end, I couldn't hold on any longer and could only run back home in disgrace like a deserter.
Returning to the familiar room, falling on the familiar bed, looking at the familiar ceiling, the study abroad life that Chihaya Aine had once imagined seemed like a dream.
But how did the person my mother was talking about survive in a foreign country?
Driven by an inexplicable emotion, Chihaya Aine gently jumped off the bed, quietly walked to the window and peeked out.
"So ugly."
Seeing the two majestic Stone-Men, the slight melancholy that had been lingering in his heart immediately vanished, leaving only a look of disgust.
Yawning, Chihaya Aine lay on the windowsill and silently looked at the two stone statues with eternally unchanging expressions.
She was feeling a bit sleepy now—but she didn't want to just go back to bed.
Humans are such contradictory creatures, and adolescent girls are especially so.
Even though she knew that what she was doing was meaningless, Chihaya Aine insisted on watching like that foolishly.
Until the wind outside gradually grew stronger and the clouds in the sky changed several times, the window in the field of vision that seemed to never open suddenly moved.
The transparent glass window was opened from the inside, and the leaf-green curtains were blown out of the window by the wind, stretching their bodies to their heart's content.
The next second, the pure and delicate Japanese wind that looked like a young girl suddenly grew louder and turned into the landlady who was in charge of the water and electricity of the entire building.
Under its powerful roar, scattered pieces of white paper flew out of the house on the wind like birds escaping from a cage.
Some of them landed freely on the lawn downstairs, some stuck to the back of the statue in the yard, some flew to the road outside the yard, and some pieces of paper actually crossed a long distance and floated slowly to the window of another house.
The wind rises and falls in just a few seconds.
Picking up the white paper that fell on the windowsill, Chihaya Aine finally noticed the big title on it.
"Travel to the end of the world with my beloved?"
It looks so romantic—like a love letter.
love letter?
"No, that shouldn't be possible..."
Chihaya Aine chuckled twice, but her eyes did not move away from the paper.
She laid her cards on the table; she still kind of wanted to know what the content was!
Just watch a little bit.
"It's very rude to peek into other people's privacy!"
Chihaya Aine Lily, who represented justice, suddenly floated in the air and shouted loudly, then rushed to her face and covered her eyes tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.
"It wasn't a peek, it was just a piece of paper that happened to fall into my hands!"
Chihaya Aine Alter, who symbolizes the dark side, immediately appeared behind Chihaya Aine Lily, hugged her hard and pulled her back.
"See no evil!"
"Let me see! 囷0吧无(四)刘v坝7q》i"
……
These two completely opposite thoughts did not last long.
Before the atmosphere became tense, Chihaya Aine discovered that the real person was standing at the opposite window looking at her.
She stiffly raised her head, stiffly smiled, and stiffly forced her eyes to meet another person's. Chihaya Aine forced a smile, trying to make herself look less embarrassed.
but--
It’s so embarrassing!
Her face was flushed and the girl's delicate heart was screaming silently.
"Trying to read someone else's love letter but failing, and being arrested on the spot" - this could definitely be included in "Chihaya Aionsha's Top 10 Life and Deaths"!
Anyway, let's return it first...
After picking up the other pieces of paper and putting them away, Chihaya Aine turned around and left the room weakly.
A minute later, Chihaya Aine stood in front of the courtyard gate guarded by two stone statues and fell silent again.
What a strong pressure.
Why did he come here? My mother knew this guy well, so why not just ask her to pass the information on?
Just as Chihaya Aine was struggling and hesitating under the gaze of the two stone statues, the door of the villa in the courtyard was pushed open from the inside.
A young man who looked about her age came out.
His silver-gray hair swayed slightly with his body, like a sail on the sea surface swaying with the waves. The boy half-closed his eyes, as if unaccustomed to the bright light outside. He slowly walked to the courtyard gate, then silently looked at himself with his pale blue eyes.
"Hello, I'm Chihaya Aine who lives across the street."
Handing over the organized manuscript in her hand, Chihaya Aine displayed her usual sunny and lovely appearance—not a trace of embarrassment could be seen on her face.
This is Chihaya Aine's ability to control her emotions!
"Does it look good?"
Eh?
Chihaya Aine blinked, as if she didn't hear what he just said clearly.
"Do you think this looks good?"
The boy handed a piece of manuscript paper to her. The title at the top was the one she had seen not long ago.
“I haven’t read it. I don’t know what it says.”
Because I only read the title, I found out before I had time to read the following content...
So I didn't lie.
She tried her best to pretend that nothing happened, but Chihaya Aine's erratic eyes had already clearly given her away.
Fortunately, she didn't realize she was exposed. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to maintain her forced composure.
After venting all his inner creative desires, Ritsu Narose is now exceptionally clear-headed.
Squinting his eyes, he silently examined the stranger whom he had heard of a long time ago.
A pure and lovely face, a slender and well-proportioned figure, lively and bright pink hair, and a set of private clothes that match her personal temperament.
Apart from the regrettable fact that she is a bit thin, Chihaya Aine is indeed a beautiful girl.
But no matter what, he couldn't reconcile the girl in front of him with the impression left by his previous fleeting glimpse - he couldn't sense any trace of a "heroine" from her.
Could it be that the Chihaya Aine he saw before was just his wishful thinking?
Or maybe... the Chihaya Aine who is showing her power now is the illusory one?
Looking at the girl in front of him, Ritsu Narose's curiosity grew.
3. Gulu☆Mingbo
No matter how curious he was, Ritsu Narose would never ask about Chihaya Aine's privacy in front of her.
That is extremely rude.
Before leaving the Relic Ridge and coming to the outside world, he had heard that humans were creatures that valued etiquette.
If you want to live comfortably in human society, you must learn how humans communicate.
Disputes between ancient dragons are often resolved through violence, but humans, adept at communication, can mediate before things get out of hand. This is a very useful ability for Ritsu Narushe, who dislikes fighting.
So he took the trouble to build relationships with his neighbors on this street—just as he had done when he visited the New World in the past.
The final result was as he expected.
From Mrs. Chihaya across the street to the ramen shop owner a hundred meters away, no one was on guard against him. No one would have guessed that the boy living alone in Tokyo was actually a transformed ancient dragon.
Now the scene of neighbors living in harmony is his protective color.
Therefore, even if the original "heroine" underwent unexpected changes, he would not rush to find out.
After tidying up the scattered manuscripts, Ritsu Narose left the house.
The place he was going to visit now was the habitat of another ancient dragon.
An ancient dragon like him, lurking in this city.
Riding the tram through the city, Ritsu Narose soon arrived in front of a store that looked like an aquarium.
Beneath the sign that reads "Gulu☆Mingbo," the first thing that catches your eye is the stacked azure aquariums. Juggle-shaped rocks jut out from under emerald green water plants, and colorful fish swim freely among the hollowed-out stone carvings, creating a vibrant atmosphere.
It's very fresh and will surely taste delicious.
Just as he was lost in thought, an arm suddenly wrapped around his neck. Feeling the wetness on his clothes, Ritsu Narushe realized that the owner of the aquarium had appeared beside him.
Her inky black hair falls casually behind her, revealing a touch of vibrantly colored highlights on the inside. A well-cut black leather jacket perfectly frames her voluptuous figure, showcasing her physical beauty to the fullest while retaining the unrestrained and mysterious beauty unique to Gu Long.
Melo Miel, whose true form is the Mingbo Dragon, known as the "Lord of the Torrent".
Now, like Naruse Ritsu, she was one of the few ancient dragons living in the outside world. However, unlike him, she did not choose a pseudonym that matched the local culture to disguise herself.
As people who have lived together since childhood and know each other very well, the two of them walked into the store arm in arm.
Looking around, Ritsu Narose couldn't help but reveal an expression of "as expected" on his face.
There was no customer in the store.
[Guru☆Mingbo]——The name of this store alone is confusing, not to mention the store's decoration will give people a preconceived impression.
This place is decorated to look like an aquarium, or a place that sells fish tanks, aquariums and other related products, but it is actually a grocery store where even the owner himself doesn't know what it sells.
The reddish-purple corals unique to the Coral Terrace, mosses emitting a light pink glow, and water-filled water spheres...
In addition to these "specialties", the shelves also display toilet plungers equipped with colorful LED lights, stone pieces marked "for skipping stones", and other objects with completely different styles.
"Why is my novel placed on the same row as toilet plungers?" Looking at the wonderful picture of the exquisite covers and toilet plungers coexisting on the shelf, Mingse Ritsu's mood suddenly became a little subtle.
"Uh, well... humans always like to kill time while using the restroom, so putting novels next to them makes perfect sense!"
"Is it because of such a stupid arrangement that no customers want to come here?"
When the store first opened, he discussed the store decoration with Melo. However, Melo, who was full of vigor and ambition at the time, would not listen to his suggestions - after all, Gu Long's personality was basically more or less arrogant.
As for the result, there was not a single customer for three months after opening, so Melo would complain to him about human taste on the chat software from time to time.
If they had not worked together to extort a large sum of money from Xuanhuilong, Melo would have starved to death in human society.
No, she won’t starve to death... Given her personality, she will most likely go to her own home to beg for money.
"Shut up! I'm no longer that 'shop that's been open for three months with no customers'! Yesterday, a beautiful young lady with a discerning eye came to offer me an offering!"
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